Chapter 8 Chapter 8

"Why?" Linda asked.

"Because..." Emma looked at her nervous expression and said slowly, "Liam woke up."

"What?!"

Linda stood up from her seat in disbelief.

Emma was not surprised by her reaction. She smiled lazily, and there was a hint of sarcasm in her eyes. She said lazily, "Oh, I don't know who created this rumor. He said that my husband has been in a coma for so long, so he can't wake up. My husband's body and mental state are both very good. It's really annoying."

This sentence almost pierced into Linda's heart.

If it weren't for the fact that Young Mr. Scott was in a coma, how could she bear to take Emma back to the Scott?

With such a good opportunity to get married, she couldn't wait to marry her daughter.

Originally, Linda was going to laugh at Emma, but now, when Liam woke up, this joke became hers!

Emma's slap landed heavily on her face. Linda was ashamed, annoyed, and filled with regret.

If she had known this would happen, she would have let her precious daughter marry into the Scott on behalf of this little b*tch!

Linda was full of regret. Looking at Emma's arrogant look, she was so angry that her chest ached.

"Emma! What are you so proud of! Don't forget that you are the daughter of the Ford! The family's company is not completely out of danger yet. You don't have the money to help the family. Instead, you spend a lot of money here and let your grandmother live in such a high-class ward! You are really unfilial! I will tell your father about this and let him take good care of you!"

"Linda!" Hearing these words, Maria, who was lying in the hospital bed, had already guessed what had happened. She was so angry that her whole body was trembling. She protected Emma and said, "You've gone too far! Not only do you want to recommend me to the fire pit, but now you want to see me live a good life in the Scott, and you want to bully me. Do you really think it's easy to bully my grandfather and grandson?"

"Shut up!" Linda scolded, "You old bastard, it's not your turn to interrupt here."

As soon as these words came out, the originally languid sarcasm on Emma's face disappeared in an instant, and her face became gloomy and horrible.

In an instant, she stood in front of Linda. Her expression was cold, and the silver needles on her fingertips were shining with cold light.

"You... what are you glaring at?" Linda suddenly panicked.

Emma's lips curled up slightly, and the smile in her eyes turned cold. "I saw that your forehead was black and your vital energy and blood were blocked. I'm afraid there's a sign that you're going to be paralyzed. So, you'd better not be angry now, otherwise..."

Before he could finish his words, everything was beyond words.

Linda was instantly enraged by her stare. "Bitch! How dare you curse me?"

As she spoke, she raised her hand to slap Emma.

But as soon as she raised her right hand, it suddenly froze. She only felt that her arm was a little numb and instantly swept through the whole right side of her body.

"You..." Linda lost her balance in an instant and fell directly to the ground.

Emma squatted down with a smile. "I told you not to be angry, but you still don't believe me."

"B-b*tch!" Linda stammered. "What did you... do to me?"

"What does it have to do with me?" Emma's expression was innocent and well-behaved. "I've already advised you. Why didn't you listen to me? Are you feeling better now? Not only are you paralyzed, but you're also paralyzed. I wonder if my heartless father would suddenly be kind enough to take care of you for the rest of his life?"

With that, Emma shook her head again. "Oh, I forgot. My dad likes beautiful women. Guess, will he dislike you and find me a better-looking stepmother?"

"You!!" Linda stared at her, and her eyes were red.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry." Emma said with a smile, "If you are angry, your left hand will be paralyzed."

Linda suddenly widened her eyes and looked a little frightened.

She found that her body, just as Emma had said, was beginning to feel numb on her left.

"Ah... Ah..."

Linda seemed to want to say something, but she couldn't open her mouth. Her saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth, dirty and disgusting.

"What are you talking about? Let me guess." Emma raised her fair and slender index finger, nodded her head, and pretended to be distressed. "Do you want me to call a doctor for you? After all, your appearance is obviously a sign of a stroke."

"But, should I go?" Emma tilted her head and smiled innocently. "After all, we don't seem to have any relationship, do we? If I cure you and you bully us, what should we do?"

"Linda Linda..."

Linda struggled, tears, snot, and saliva flowed down at the same time, and her eyes were full of undisguised resentment.

"Tsk." Emma stood up in disgust. "It's so dirty."

"All right. Since you're begging me, I'll call a doctor for you," Emma said with a smile. "I hope you can thank me for saving your life in the future and correct yourself."

Emma's words were pure disgust for Linda.

Of course, she knew that this woman could not be changed. On the contrary, she hated her even more.

But so what? She had plenty of ways to kill her, but only made her so paralyzed. On the contrary, she had been taken advantage of.

After casually clapping his hands, Emma slowly walked to the door and changed her anxious face. Only then did she begin to call the doctor.

Soon, the doctor and the nurse arrived and carried Linda out for treatment.

Samuel inspected the door and completely isolated the farce from the outside.

"Emma..."

Maria spoke with a bit of complexity in her tone.

There was tenderness and warmth in Emma's eyes. She stepped forward and sat next to Maria, holding her hand.

"Emma, tell grandma, did you do it just now?"

Emma pursed her lips and whispered, "Grandma, it's not my fault. Linda went too far."

Seeing Maria's serious expression, Emma quickly comforted her. "Grandma, you just need to take good care of yourself. Don't worry about these trivial things. Don't worry, I won't let anyone bully you again!"

Maria let out a long sigh.

She looked deeply at Emma's tough face. It seemed that she had struggled for a long time, and finally made a decision.

"Emma, I have something to tell you."